He was ten years older than you, being 31. Everybody that you knew swore that he was no good for you, but you didn’t listen to a soul.

You were waiting alone at your apartment, waiting for him to come home from filming. You had just turned 21, so you had almost every alcohol bottle lined up on the counter in the kitchen, waiting to be drank.

You got up and ran to the door when you heard it unlock and open then shut. You knew he was home.

He flashing a charming grin when you ran over to him and jumped into his arms. He held you up by wrapping his arms around your butt.

“Hey babydoll” He hummed and gave you a quick smooch on the cheek before putting you down.